Chapter 64 (1/2)

Chapter 64: The Outbreak of War 1

Luke, who accepted Sebastian as his slave, later used the fly magic to fly away from mountain ranges which had a tunnel construction underway.

In the vacant lot, his designated knight, Philip was devoted to his fencing practice.

“Is your practice going well?”

“Ah, young Lord, you have come?”

Philip raised his sword and turned straight to Luke.

Soon he turned disappointed.

“You are empty-handed? Aren’t you going to stop me?”

“Is it important to stop? Aren’t you curious as to what the army is doing?”

“It isn’t that I’m not curious. Instead, I was promised that I would be thought Gold Sword.”

Philip was Luke’s designated knight.

It was a position which needed him to follow and watched over the Lord at all times, but couldn’t do it.

It was because Luke had kept him away and far from every secret.

So Philip even wrote poems when he was feeling bored, he even followed Luke at times.

‘Brainwashing with dark magic is very simple… I’d feel very sorry to make such an expert knight into a dumb being.’

A few days ago, Luke made a compromise with Philip.

If Philip didn’t care as to what the young Lord was doing, then Luke promised to teach him Gold Sword.

“Go, Gold Sword?”

“Yeah, choose whether you’d take it or not.”

If Philip rejected the offer of Luke’s at that time, Luke intended to brainwash him.

But Philip asked just one thing.

He was frivolous and stupid, yet he still was a knight at heart.

There was no way he would refuse the proposal of getting thought of the Gold Sword legend of the Warrior of Rakan that kept on flowing from 500 years ago.

After the compromise, Philip pretended to follow Luke whenever he went out of the manor. And in the report, he said, ‘I watched the young Lord practice swordsmanship and gave me orders’.

Each time the report came back, as usual, Rogers got slightly suspicious.

And the fencing skills of Luke didn’t seem to have improved much from the time he had practiced with him either.

“Well, I’m honestly very curious… after the young Lord has deviated, I just felt glad if you wouldn’t do bad, but now I believe that you would never do any evil thing.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, even if you discover the Devil King’s art and are learning it secretly, I believe that the young Lord is strong-willed to achieve a lot.”

At those words of Philip, Luke smiled.

He felt a little bad, but decided and took it as a joke.

“Then, what if I make you a Death Knight?”

“Then, I beg you to make me much stronger than the normal ones. If I am being made to do that, then shouldn’t that much be done for my case?”

“Wah, hearing that makes me…”

Luke struck Philip on his shoulder and pulled the sword from his waist. The Gold Sword, the thing he promised Philip.

“Kay, let’s see how much you have changed?”

“That was what I have been doing here. If you’re feeling so proud, then you won’t be able to notice your nose getting hurt.”

Two allies were ready to fight with each other like enemies for the purpose of practice.